Through prayer, pilgrimage and invocation
I ignite darkness itself
Smoldering here and ablaze there
Spirit's wind whispers and howls and kicks up a conflagration of myriad colors
Soft light on the beach
At dawn I shall be light.
I ignite darkness itself
Smoldering here and ablaze there
Spirit's wind whispers and howls and kicks up a conflagration of myriad colors
Soft light on the beach
At dawn I shall be light.
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